Did any of youhave your pubic hair trimmed in a heart shape?"She looked at each of us but knew what the answer would be."No, I didn't think so." She s...hook her head. "If I didn't need themoney, I'd tell them what they could do with their damned thongpanties!"She hesitated for a second and then started laughing. "They could doexactly what the damned things are doing to me! How women get used tohaving something stuck up their butts is beyond my understanding."We got to know each other better over. Her fingers deftly but slowly unbuttoned the back of my blouse, her fingernails scratching me slightly as they moved from button to button. She spread the silk so her hands could stroke me above the line of the corset and across my shoulders. Her hands left my back and returned to my cheeks and she lifted me slowly to kiss me again then pushed me away and pulled the blouse down my arms until it came off and I was exposed. I looked down and the candlelight was enough to see me, open to her and. I didn’t say anything in which he then grabbed my entire scrotum with one hand and squeezed it. I fell to my knees in pain in which he again asked “You like my touch?. I mumbled yes while fighting back the tears. “That is Yes sir!” he demanded. I meakly replied “yes sir” feeling totally humiliated. He let go of my scrotum, stood up, and then looked at me while I knelt there on my knees. “It’s time that you see what a real cock is boy.” he said. He then unzipped his pants and reached inside and. Bill decided it was time to take things to the next level. Bill had taken mom out to dinner and then brought her home and had her invite him into the house. They made out for a while on the living room couch and then went to mom’s bedroom. A half-hour later, Bill came down to the den.“I’m sorry, Ted, but I don’t think I can help your mom anymore. I have broken in several freshmen girls, but your mom is something else. It felt like I should be in a classroom giving a lecture. She asked me.